A movie lover who, when not in the cinema, runs events for toy & board game designers.
A slow, strange, dreamy take on that part of growing up where some appear to go off to bigger and better things and others remain almost tethered to the spot.
Lots of films aim for that Lynchian dreamy vibe but Ham on Rye nails it. Everything feels a little off. In the same way that nightmares can sometimes centre on fairly innocuous things that just feel creepy, the same is true of large stretches here... A shot of some lads on hover boards really got under my skin and I have no real idea why.